I don’t know who you are.
I don’t know what you’re going through.
I don’t know what circumstances you’re facing.
I don’t know what has ripped your heart in a thousand pieces and is throwing them back at you, underhand, one tiny shard at a time, laughing.
No, not laughing, mocking.
Cancer? Loneliness? Failure? Oh yes, failure.
Whatever it is…
People mock Christians. “All you do is promise heaven.”
Their pompous, hollow words tell me they’re not card-carrying members of the legion of the broken.
The accursed. The tethered. Those withering under the pursuit of something that can’t be had in this life.
Sometimes heaven is all we’ve got.
And sometimes heaven is all we need.
So hold on.
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